Boom! Bang!

In shock, a war had begun above the void.

On one side, a copper furnace was hung on the head of Zhou of Shang, and his moves were extremely sharp and his momentum was particularly powerful.

On one side, the old man in the blood robe held a demon-refining pot in his hand, stepped on the sea of ​​blood, swallowing the sky and accepting the earth, and his momentum was extremely powerful.

Compared to them, the white-haired old man was much more subtle. He looked like an ordinary old man. Even if there was a big battle, there was no evil spirit or evil spirit. Although the action was ordinary, Ye Chen could see that every time the white-haired old man made a move, he contained many secret techniques.

"The best good is like water, can you return to nature?" Ye Chen murmured.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When Ye Chen murmured, two figures fell into the void in no particular order, crushing the two mountains to collapse.

Needless to say, they were the old men in the blood-robed robe of the Bloodthirsty Hall.

The two of them got up in a mess, their faces were extremely serious, and they looked at the white-haired old man with incredible expressions, "You are still alive..."

"All of them are almost buried." The white-haired old man smiled slightly.

As soon as these words came out, the old man named Zhou of Shang and Erhu of the blood robe turned around and ran away.

People who are about to fall into the soil.

Are you hinting at us?

The old man in the blood robe and Zhou of Shang had to run away. It was definitely a fool to fight with a dying person. If he got angry, it would be very easy to pull one or two cushions before he died.

After the two left, the white-haired old man slowly walked towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, "Junior Qin Yu, thank you for your rescue."

The white-haired old man didn't say anything, but just waved his palm gently.

Ye Chen felt the breeze blowing by, and found that the ghost mask covering his face was gone.

Without the Guiming mask covering his face, Ye Chen's true face was also exposed naked in front of the white-haired old man.

"Senior, you..." Ye Chen subconsciously took a step back.

However, the white-haired old man still didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Chen's face quietly. As he looked, the turbid old eyes filled his eyes with tears, and his old body trembled.

Among the mountains, there is a mess and extremely quiet.

Ye Chen and the white-haired old man stood quietly like that.

Perhaps because he was too immersed in a certain emotion, the white-haired old man had not spoken for a long time, and just looked at Ye Chen quietly. The veteran still shook several times, as if he wanted to step forward and touch Ye Chen's face.

On this side, Ye Chen was uncomfortable when the white-haired old man looked at him, so he tentatively shouted, "Senior?"

Wake up by Ye Chen's words, the white-haired old man hurriedly wiped away his tears and said with a smile, "Grandpa takes you home."

As he said that, the white-haired old man grabbed Ye Chen's hand, and regardless of whether Ye Chen wanted to do so, he walked into the void space in one step.

Ye Chen only felt the wind blowing in Zhou Fangfeng, which made him unable to open his eyes.

"How strong is this old man? His understanding of space has reached such a terrifying level." Ye Chen was shocked more than once.

"Do you want to take me home?" After being shocked, Ye Chen began to wonder, "Have Heng Yue Sect?"

Although he was puzzled, Ye Chen did not resist.

Because he felt a kind of warmth from the old man with a white hair, he was as kind and gentle as the old man, making his body run around warmly.

In this way, the white-haired old man took Ye Chen into the teleportation arrays and entered the void space again and again.

It was unknown how long it took for the old man white-haired to take Ye Chen into an extremely secret Lingshan, and from Lingshan came to a huge underground palace.

As soon as Ye Chen fell down, he saw figures standing in the underground palace. He saluted respectfully at the old man with white hair, and then looked at him who was wearing the ghost mask.

"Three peaks of the Kongming Realm, ten Ninth Levels of the Kongming Realm, seventeen Eighth Levels of the Kongming Realm, and twenty-nine Seventh Levels of the Kongming Realm..." Ye Chen glanced casually, almost so shocked that his eyes fell out. Such a lineup, coupled with the white-haired old man beside him, was simply outrageous!

"Which damn power is this? Do you want to be so arrogant?" Ye Chen kept sighing in his heart.

In horror, Ye Chen didn't realize that his body was separated from the ground. He was gently pushed from behind and his whole body flew towards a bronze throne above the underground palace.

"Senior, this..." Ye Chen didn't dare to sit down, and looked at the white-haired old man in confusion.

"Sit down." The white-haired old man smiled gently.

Well!

Ye Chen coughed dryly and sat on the bronze throne.

"I've seen the Lord Yanhuang." Ye Chen had just sat down, and two neat rows below, kneeling on the ground with one knee.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was almost scared and jumped up again with a shiver. He looked at the old man in white with a very wonderful expression, "Senior, this... is Yan Huang?"

The white-haired old man didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile.

Gudong!

Ye Chen couldn't help swallowing.

It was only now that he knew that this was Yanhuang, and it was only now that he understood what the old man said, "Go home" means. He is the 99th generation of Yanhuang now. Isn't this his home?

Plop! Plop!

Ye Chen only felt that his little heart was beating faster and faster. He saw two neat rows of neat kneeling on one knee below. Which one was not a hundred-year-old old guy, just kneeling on him like this. Is this going to make a life short?

After coughing dryly, Ye Chen handed the Xuancang jade ring he was wearing to the white-haired old man, "Senior, you should do this holy lord!"

The white-haired old man didn't go to pick him up, gently pushed away Ye Chen's palm and smiled gently, "Little guy, the Xuancang Jade Ring is transformed from the jade bones of my Yanhuang Saint Lord. It is spiritual. No one can wear it if it does not recognize it."

"It's true or false, I don't believe it." A stream of light rushed past, and the little spirit kid in the Daluo Divine Cauldron ran out and captured the Xuancang Jade Ring.

On the spot, the little thing put the jade ring on his fingers. Oh no, it was put on his neck because he was only as big as a fist.

"Hehe, not bad." Xiao Lingwa smiled shamelessly, and then he looked at the white-haired old man, "Yeah, I won't bring it with me? He doesn't want it, why don't you give it to me, no one will do it, I will do it!"

However, as soon as Xiao Lingwa finished speaking, the Xuancang jade ring burst out with a divine light, and then there was a small flow of seal script on it, covering Xiao Lingwa's whole body on the spot, imprisoning him in mid-air.

Depend on!

Xiao Lingwa let out a wolf howl and wanted to move, but she couldn't move at all.

"No, I don't want it anymore." Xiao Lingwa shouted, trying to pick it off, but she couldn't pick it off. Finally, she could only look at Ye Chen with a gaze.

Ye Chen glared at him angrily, and took the Xuancang Jade Ring over with his hand.

This time, the Xuancang jade ring flew directly to Ye Chen's finger, and the small seal script on it slowly disappeared, and it returned to calm again, just like an ordinary ring.

"Now, I believe it." Ye Chen sighed, never expecting that the Xuancang Jade Ring would have such a ban.

"Well, can we get up?" Below, the fat old man kneeled at the end, squinted his small eyes and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Get up, get up quickly." Ye Chen said hurriedly. He had only shirked away before, but he had forgotten about this matter. He made a group of old guys kneel for so long. It was simply natural that it would not be allowed to not lose his life!

"Go down!" Knowing that Ye Chen was not used to it, the white-haired old man waved his hand gently.
Chapter completed!